Almost ringtone on your mobile phone

Last night I slept on a bed of ambition

Spooning with my world on a pillow of wishes

As a child I'd imagine this scene

Playing out my part in a mirror of dreams.


Then in just seconds

I lost all that I had trusted

The convictions in my soul

Were replaced by injustice.


Maybe it's not me

Must be a mistake

My ground broke to pieces

Shook my pride and faith


I almost fell apart that day

I almost came undone in that haze

I almost lost the hold I had on my life

And all that I still had to write

In the story of my days

Reaching for a truth, I found it holding on to you.


I see in my reflection the eyes of a stranger

Blocking my view of what I once held tender

Why me, why now, why this

The answers are smiling hiding deep within


Maybe it's not me

Must be a mistake

My ground broke to pieces

Shook my pride and faith


I almost fell apart that day

I almost came undone in that haze

I almost lost the hold I had on my life

And all that I still had to write

In the story of my days

Reaching for a truth, I found it holding on to you.

When the only sound that breaks the silence

Is your beating heart

In between the pounding you will find who you are. . .